They don’t have room? Were you sending him home with the Harvard Classics 5 foot shelf? Who doesn’t have room for a Clifford the Big Red Dog book in their home?

I still wouldn't lift a finger to save my own grandmother from the Oggle Bogglians without orders signed in triplicate, sent in, sent back, queried, lost, found, subjected to public inquiry, queried, lost again, and finally buried in soft peat for three months and recycled as firelighters.

Dude, it took me YEARS to get ungreyed. I don’t even know how it happened. I think I got popular (yes, this is a little like middle school) with my wit and gif usage, and now I’m ungreyed. Keep trying, JFD. You can do it.

I feel you friend! I just keep plugging away with my weird .gifs and medium fun stories. Someday...

HOW DARE YOU I HANG OUT IN THE GREYS ALL THE TIME I SEE THE MEAN THINGS YOU HAVE BEEN SAYING ABOUT ME

I still don't understand the idea of grey or not grey. Do stars help? I used to be grey all the time and then Jezebel started following me. Now I'm not grey all the time. Why did Jezebel start following me? What's happening? How did I get outside? I'm flying!!!

The greys are fun though! You get to say mean things about people on this forum without anyone knowing except others in the grey( most of the time anyways). It is like a secret society.

I see you and your thirst, in your grey desert, and I shall take pity on you.

lets throw all our fucks in there!

I think Louis CK said that, by the time you’re 40, no one cares about you. They just expect you to do your job. That’s about right.

First timer. I booked a rental (basically like a small attached apartment) in St. X for our honeymoon. We had been to the island before and loved it - probably because we stayed at a nice hotel. Not this this time thanks to being broke from our backyard wedding and my being a cheap ass. So, we get to the apartment…

Our honeymoon was wonderful until our last night. It began as a lovely evening, we ate delicious food, drank entirely too many cocktails and retired to our hotel room around 2 am for some sexy time. We both passed out and the next thing I remember is being in an elevator on the fourth floor with the doors open. Our…

We call it "getting kinja'd". Any time the Gawkerverse has a technical difficulty, that is what it tends to be called. I and many others would do horrible things if it would mean they'd bring the old style back but until then, things will get kinja'd sometimes.

"My hamster was scared."

My brother and his (then) wife were already in town for our wedding. They were staying in the same hotel as my parents and my sister and all the other wedding guests. Come the wedding, though, they were a no-show and had checked out of the hotel. Asked for an explanation, he said "I forgot where the wedding was taking…

I tried to call in "ugly"once. I told my boss I had a cold sore that went wild and my face look very, well, damaged and, as the front desk person, I thought I should stay home. He had me come in any way, took one at look at me, and conceded that, yes, maybe I could have the day off.

Husband and I secretly eloped in Key West, came back with fancy new rings and coordinates of the beach we got hitched on.

My bf and I had been living together for almost a year. He came home from work one night all saucy and climbed into bed ready to get down.... and when I went down, I tasted another woman on him.

All of my sadness. I don't know that it 'suddenly' got interesting, but it suddenly got meatier peachier- the narrative was getting tighter and the mysteries were starting to form a cohesive serialization.